NBA: Goat is actually me

Chapter 16 Devil Training
"Clap!"

After dinner, Meng Jin opened the door of the dormitory and found a seductive Latin girl lying in his bed.

"Manda? Lucy?"

Meng Jin tried to call the girl's name correctly, but failed.

"I'm Elena." The girl said with a smile, and she didn't seem angry that Meng Jin couldn't call out her name.

Meng Jin patted his head and said, "Sorry, I drank too much."

Elina smiled and said, "You don't look like you're drunk."

Meng Jin changed the subject: "How do you have the key to my dormitory?"

The girl raised her eyebrows: "You gave it to me last time, right here on this bed. You said I was the most unforgettable girl for you."

Meng Jin didn't say anything. He was trying to recall, because he had said this to almost every girl.

After thinking for a long time, Meng Jin still couldn't remember who this girl was. It wasn't Meng Jin's trick, but he was just a little face-blind.

Alina took the initiative and came in front of Meng Jin.

"What are you doing? I'm not that kind of person."

"Are we playing the innocent boy role-playing game today?" Elina gave him a seductive look.

"Alina, please respect yourself, please...oh...yeah."

Meng Jin quickly let out an American dragon roar.

He originally wanted to conserve his energy for the devilish training, but he quickly succumbed to the opponent's lightning attack.

Meng Jin clenched his fists. Why did you, corrupt capitalism, do this to me?

Fortunately, his mentality changed quickly, and it only took three seconds for him to go from resistance to obedience.

The more crazy Meng Jin plays tonight, the more miserable he will be the next day.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Meng Jin appeared in the training hall. This was the time he and the two trainers agreed upon.

The two have clear division of labor. Tim helps Meng Jin practice his physical fitness and jumping, while Greg is responsible for Meng Jin's shooting and some technical things.

The order of training is physical fitness first, then defensive footwork and finally offense.

This is a plan jointly discussed by the two trainers. The reason is simple. The players are always energetic in the early stages of training. Even if they are tired in the later stages of training, they are more interested in offensive activities such as shooting.

Well…it’s very scientific.

Meng Jin threw himself into training with full confidence, but was tortured by Tim right from the start.

"I'm going to get your muscles ready to fire!"

Tim's opening remarks made Meng Jin feel that today's training would definitely not be easy.

Although Tim's training content at this stage is simple, just some stretching, his requirements are very high.

"Meng! Where should you place your damn hands? Where should your knees be? How low should your hips be? Where should your eyes be looking? Should your legs be together or apart?"

Meng Jin couldn't stand it anymore: "Tim, you should bring a ruler to train me! Otherwise I'm afraid my elbow will be raised 1mm!"

Tim Grover was blunt: "Changes in details can make a huge difference. Don't talk, stay focused! Pay attention to your breathing, slow and deep, inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth."

Even breathing has to be controlled. Meng Jin just wants to say that Tim is really strict!

While doing the movements, Meng Jin gradually felt his muscles burning.

His muscles really felt like they were on fire, and he finally understood what Tim had just meant by muscles firing.

Tim Grover also noticed the change in Meng Jin. He kept prodding Meng Jin with words: "Can you hold on? Can you hold on for 60 seconds? Can you hold on for 90 seconds? Can you hold on for 120 seconds? If you can't, just tell me. I won't hit you. At most, I'll just call you a coward."

Tim Grover is not only training Meng Jin's body, but also training his will. This is Tim Grover's training philosophy: only when the part above the neck is strong can the part below the neck be equally strong.

After resting for less than 30 seconds after one set of training, Tim immediately started the second set.

Then, Tim Grover asked Meng Jin to hold a solid ball while doing sit-ups, using this method to train his hip muscles and core strength, and then Tim Grover asked Meng Jin to do bench presses to start strength training. Greg Sam, another trainer next to him, was stunned by what he saw, because even animals don't train like this.

Thiem's ​​explanation for this is that he knows how to protect the players and he has it in mind.

After a physical training and defensive footwork training, Meng Jin started shooting from the apex, shooting after catching the ball and shooting off the dribble.

The amount of practice assigned by Greg Sam was smaller than that of Tim, but Meng Jin was too tired before and felt extremely painful. He gritted his teeth and persevered with every ball.

After all the points were shot, Greg Sam said coldly: "Practice 100 more."

"What's going on?" Meng Jin was speechless, and he could hardly lift his hands.

Greg Sam's explanation for this was that Meng Jin's shooting posture did not meet his standards. During this period, Greg Sam had no requirements for Meng Jin's hit rate, but the movements had to be in place.

After the shot, Meng Jin saw stars. This intensity was indeed something he had never experienced before.

Of course, if the intensity of the practice with Alina last night was less, he wouldn't feel so painful today.

Just as Meng Jin was about to leave with his bag, Tim came over and said, "Let's play 1v1."

Tim wants to have an American-style duel with Meng Jin when he is most tired.

"You will torture me to death."

Meng Jin said that he really didn't have a drop left.

Tim Grover glanced at Meng Jin: "If this is on the court, in the last minute of a crucial game, the team needs you to score, needs you to defend, what will you do? Talk about being too tired? Have to sleep and have breakfast before you can play?"

Then, Tim Grover said something that Meng Jin would never forget.

"Meng, a true ruler controls the body with the mind, not the mind with the body."

Meng Jin finally understood why Tim Grover could become Jordan's personal trainer in a parallel world.

This guy is really good at what he does.

Meng Jin, who wanted to fire Tim Grover the last second, perked up at this moment.

Isn't it just a one-on-one fight?

I'm just tired, not so tired that I can't even raise my hands.

This is not a problem for Meng Jin.

Meng Jin took the ball and missed two shots.

In an American one-on-one match, you can only dribble the ball three times, and Meng Jin played a bit perfunctorily, so he just wanted to end the game quickly.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

Coming back, Tim Grover scored two goals in a row.

"Is that all you have?"

Meng Jin was already feeling embarrassed after being beaten twice in a row by Tim Grover, a 170cm tall guy, and this taunt made him even more unable to hold back.

Although there were no spectators outside the stadium except for another trainer, men's desire to win is damn strong.
"boom!"

In the next round, Meng Jin let Tim Grover see the talent gap between monsters and ordinary people.

A super block blocked the ball and the ball was exchanged.

In the next five rounds, Meng Jin rushed forward with the ball as if he had forgotten his fatigue, winning five games in a row and defeating Tim Grover 5-2.

After dunking the last ball, Meng Jin was completely exhausted.

Tim smiled and nodded. Breaking through the upper limit and stimulating potential were the training results he wanted to see.

(End of this chapter)